Camping in the Wichita Mountains

The Disches have found a new hobby... This past weekend, we took our second camping trip of the year and headed out to the Wichita Mountains Wildlife Refuge in Oklahoma. I forget how much I love not wearing makeup and living in the "wild" for a couple days. It's so liberating and refreshing. Chris says it's because I don't feel like I have to impress anyone. Which is true. And sad. Because why should I EVER feel that way? (Well, that's another topic for another time...) Aside from all the emotional benefits from a trip like this, I found that I just straight up NEED them to clear my head, get away with my husband, turn my phone off, and just enjoy the outdoors.

And call me ignorant, but I didn't know there were mountains in Oklahoma. And when I say mountains, think large and rocky cliffs and hills, not so much Rockies or Himalayas. Nonetheless, they were still pretty spectacular for a Texas girl like myself. We hiked several different trails deep into the wilderness (I'm not kidding), came across some pretty large bison (a little too close for comfort sometimes but still awesome, because bison are straight up prehistoric beasts), and enjoyed lots of camp fire food including non-Paleo junk like puffed Cheetos and s'mores. Lordy.